HBWnovel Chapter 8 The first day I can't hold on
Chapter 8 The first day I can't hold on
Nemo twitched his lips stiffly: "Mr. Wayne, doctors are obliged to help patients protect their privacy. Even if I am an underground doctor without a medical license, this professional ethics can still be maintained."
Bruce shrugged and said tolerantly: "Well, doctor, you know, I won't make things difficult for you. If you don't want to talk, I won't ask."
Nemo didn't dare to let go of his anger.Listening to this hateful young master continue to output: "But you know, what Bruce Wayne wants to know, someone will always tell him."
He even blinked playfully: "Money ability can do many things."
Ahhhhhhhhhh rich man.destroy it...
There was a subtle silence between the two of them for a while.Bruce spoke again.
Nemo stared at him warily.
Bruce smiled: "Doctor, don't be nervous, I won't ask any more questions you don't want to talk about. After all, I don't want the doctor to hate me yet."
Huh, now you're second only to Batman in my loathsomeness.
The top stream should stay in the media, why should it be close to the lives of ordinary people like us?
Nemo complained in his heart, while speeding up his thinking about how to get rid of the current situation quickly.Seriously, he'd rather go back and eat scrambled eggs if he knew that a dinner would require such a battle of wits.
It really is a mistake not to divination today.
"And, if the doctor is really in trouble, I promise you that I won't pursue this check again."
Nemo looked at him suspiciously. Obviously, he no longer believed that the man in front of him was really a fool who kept his promise.
"I promise." Bruce looked into the doctor's eyes and repeated again.
Nemo quietly breathed a sigh of relief, pretending to be relaxed: "Mr. Wayne, it's really great that you think so, after all, every girl hopes to be the most beautiful in the heart of her ex-boyfriend. If it is really because of My relationship, for a poor sick girl to haggle over her ex-boyfriend, I would be very sorry because that would be cruel."
Bruce nodded in agreement: "So, for the sake of my sincerity, can you reconsider agreeing to become an aid doctor of the Charity Medical Foundation?"
Again.
If Nemo was still swayed by this suggestion before eating, he would definitely refuse it now.
"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Wayne. My medical knowledge is very shallow, and my treatment level is very ordinary. This may be the reason why I have never had the courage to take the exam for a medical license. I am afraid of failure. After all, a doctor who has never tried the exam He is more worthy of the trust of the residents of the Eastern District than a doctor who has passed the exam but failed." Nemo refused righteously.
Bruce Wayne smiled: "Well, if you insist."
Nemo sincerely prayed that the young master really gave up.
Then he watched President Wayne take out a black velvet brocade box from his pocket and put it in front of him.
"Now that the official business is over, let's talk about private matters."
"Doctor Nemo, I want to pursue you." The affection in Bruce's blue eyes almost flooded the restaurant.
"No...I don't like it..." Nemo struggled to speak out. Whether it was in his own world or here, he had no experience of being shown love, let alone being shown love by a man.
"Don't be too quick to reject me."
"Doctor, from the very beginning of our meeting today, you have been resisting. You have been rejecting me all the time. This hurts my heart. For the sake of this delicious tiramisu, please obey me a little bit first." , okay?"
"Mr. Wayne, this is no small obedience..." Nemo said
"No, not this, I mean, you can call me by my first name, Bruce. Call me Bruce." His voice was soft and slow, with a cello-like depth, sliding over Nemo like a piece of fine satin the auricle.
Nemo felt as if the heat was going to climb up the soles of his feet and up his face again.
Originally, he could easily call out this name, it was just a name, it was nothing.But after being pointed out by this affectionate man in front of him, Nemo felt very embarrassed to speak.
When President Wayne pronounced his own name, his voice became more mellow, like honey, and poison.Nemo even felt that he would never be able to hear the name Bruce again.Why can such a common name be pronounced so sexually by him?
"Doctor, call me by my name. I want to hear you call... my name." Bruce put his hands on the table and slowly approached Nemo's face.
That blue jewel gradually expanded into a deep sea.
"B...Bruce..." Nemo slowly spit out the name as if he had been bewitched.He even felt his voice was a little hoarse.
Bruce smiled: "It sounds very good, as expected. Thank you, doctor. Now, please open this box."
Nemo didn't move, he stared at the velvet jewelry box on the table like a Pandora's box.
Bruce smiled softly: "Don't worry, this must not be a ring. I have a sense of propriety, and I won't turn our first meeting into a marriage proposal scene. I just... Well, I want to give you a small gift. This gift may be The most worthless gift from President Wayne, but he must be the most suitable gift from Bruce to Mr. Nemo Carlos."
"I don't need a gift, and I won't accept it." Nemo quietly refused, sitting still.
Bruce picked up the jewelry box on the table: "At least, you can take a look before rejecting me, okay?"
No, I'm leaving now.
But President Wayne didn't give him a chance to refuse.
Bruce opened the box gently.
In the center of the black flannel, a blue-green round stone lay obediently there. It was decorated with platinum and diamonds in the shape of a brooch, which looked low-key and luxurious.
Bruce's scrutiny was disguised as tenderness, and he watched Nemo's reactions closely.
This is something inexplicably extra in the bat belt after that night in the unmanned clinic in a coma.He and Lucius tried everything they could to destroy the unremarkable stone, let alone analyze it—because no matter how it was analyzed, its chemical composition was ordinary calcium carbonate and silica conjugates.
He doesn't remember where the stone came from, or how it got into his batbelt.He had a hunch that it was something important, so after finding it impossible to break it, it was kept in a safe in the Batcave until two weeks ago, when another check he didn't remember was cashed.
He watched the doctor on the opposite side suddenly want to stand up, but as if he realized that he shouldn't be so groggy, he slowed down very abruptly, dug a piece of pudding on his plate with a dessert fork, and said with a stiff smile : "I do want to try this creme brulee."
Now, Bruce Wayne was sure that something unusual must have happened on that night when it seemed the doctor wasn't home.
"Mr. Wayne..."
Bruce raised an eyebrow at him, disapproving of the title with a frown.Nemo said with difficulty: "Sorry, Bruce, I want to go to the bathroom..."
Nemo took off the napkin, literally fleeing.
All the tenderness on Bruce's face disappeared as the doctor's back disappeared.
It's okay, run away.Today he has obtained enough information, and between them, there will be a long time to come.He said that Bruce would always know everything, and so would Batman.
Nemo took a handful of cold water and washed his face, then looked up at himself in the mirror.
He was completely confused, from the moment he saw the stone.
Everything today is like a sweet trap wrapped in honey, and he himself is that stupid bear who knows nothing.
Hunter Bruce Wayne, and maybe Batman, they go at every step, tease him, tease him.
From the moment he cashed that check, he had their attention, while he was still smug about an Oblivion Charm.
There is nothing good about this pair of dogs and men!Nemo was angrily angry at himself in the mirror.
In short, let's leave first.Although escaping cannot solve the problem, it can delay it for a while.His mind is a mess now, and he can no longer organize a flawless lie.He was very sure that his Forgetting Curse had not failed, otherwise Batman would definitely take care of himself, instead of just one Bruce Wayne to test him like now.
Just when he was about to leave the restaurant quietly, several sharp and abrupt explosions suddenly sounded.
He clearly felt the ground shaking slightly under his feet.There were screams from far and near, and in the smell of gunpowder smoke and sulfur, he heard gunshots.
Nemo paused.
He should leave here decisively now.A terrorist attack on this scale portends terrible luck in Gotham, because it means that it is not ordinary gang robbers who are responsible for terrorist attacks, but super criminals.
He slipped his wand out of his sleeve and cast a warding spell on himself first.
His magic power is not abundant.But it was enough for him to release a short-distance space jump technique.
His teleportation technique has currently established two coordinate points, one is his own clinic and the other is the Gotham Police Department.
He took a deep breath, he shouldn't need to call the police for such a massive explosion attack, now, as long as he teleports back to his clinic, today's bad day will be over.
He made up his mind and hid himself in the dark.
Just as he was about to recite the spell, he glanced out inadvertently, and then saw the pregnant woman lying limp on the ground at the door of the women's washroom opposite.
The woman looked like she was 5 or 6 months pregnant. Her face was pale, tears and sweat mixed together, she was covering her stomach with one hand, and leaning against the wall with the other hand, muttering something in her mouth.
Nemo hated her good eyesight, he could see clearly, she desperately struggled against the air and asked for help: "Save my child, no matter who it is, save him..."
Ah, why should he see it!
He walked over, knelt down to support the pregnant woman, lowered his voice and said slowly: "Ma'am, relax, I am a doctor, don't be afraid, now, keep breathing..."
The pregnant woman grabbed his arm tightly, as if grasping the last straw: "Please, save my child. My husband and I have been looking forward to him for 10 years. We can't lose him... Please."
The yelling was accompanied by the sound of heavy boots hitting the ground, getting closer.
"You'll be fine ma'am, it's not good for you or the baby to be too nervous, I promise you'll be fine."
He first caressed the woman's stomach through the clothes, quietly comforted the little thing in the stomach, and then raised his wand.
【Leapingwind】(Leapingwind)
He wrapped the jumping technique with the forgetting spell on the woman, and uttered the spell that was supposed to help him leave.
The figure of the woman disappeared before his eyes.He knew that someone would help her at the gate of the police station.
Nemo sighed slightly, and was about to stand up when he was kicked unexpectedly from the back
"Hey, little pervert, what are you doing at the door of the women's bathroom?"
Nemo fell heavily to the ground. He turned his head in embarrassment, and saw a few men with guns and clown masks looking down at him.
He got up slowly, with his back bent and his face drooping, he raised his hands and said softly:
"I'm just too scared."
Probably his weakness and fear pleased these people, and they laughed happily.
"You rich bastards are also afraid? Haha, don't be afraid, come with me now, and then call your parents and ask them to redeem you with dollars."
Hey, I was shot while lying down.
Nemo obediently returned to the main hall with their guns on him, and when he looked up, he saw Bruce squatting there with his head in his arms.
Nemo gave him a hard look.
But Bruce glared at him too.
Damn, why are you staring at me!Isn't it because you chose this crappy place that I'm being held hostage now? !
Before Nemo could comprehend what President Wayne's white eyes meant, a sharp, distorted and nervous laugh sounded out.
"Hahaha, let me see, how many lambs are there?"
Nemo's expression changed instantly when he saw Bruce.
A man in a purple suit with exaggerated oil paint on his face walked in with an exaggerated posture.
He looked at the squatting and trembling crowd in the hall with satisfaction, and shouted brazenly: "Bruce~Bruce Wayne, baby, where are you?"
The case was solved, the terrorist attack was aimed at Bruce Wayne, and they were purely laying guns.
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